I live in Colorado, just outside of Colorado Springs, where I have three kids, a mortgage, 2 cats & dogs, and something resembling a life in which I participate on occasional weekends.
In-between those weekends, I work for Perot Systems as an IT instructor. As a consultant, I travel from client to client across the fruited plain, extolling the virtues of the DIAMOND 950 claims processing system; don’t feel bad: most everybody else hasn’t heard of it either. I also manage projects and do business process re-engineering analysis & implementation. In other words, I tell people how to do their jobs, then walk away.
Prior to becoming a Perotbot, I worked as a defense contractor, testing space control systems. I’m part of the reason why hammers cost the government $500. I also spent a dozen years in the Air Force in the intelligence community, working or residing in such wide and varied places as eastern Colorado, Turkey, the UK, Japan, northern California, southern Italy, and No Such Agency somewhere Baltimore and Washington DC.
Before that, I lived in Texas, Indiana, Iowa, Oklahoma, Pennsylvania, Iowa (again, or before depending on your point of view) and Minnesota.
In my spare time, when I actually drive on the spare, I write (working on book #3 though #1 has yet to be formally published) and support others going thru similar turmoils of living on this side of that famous bridge we crossed into the 21st century. I personally think it was like the bridge over the river Kwai. “Madness…madness…” and built by prison labor. Or maybe that rickety suspension bridge to Tacoma that galloped it’s way into Puget Sound. But I digress.
My other interests include fishing, public speaking out of the public eye, good movies, even better scotch (or bourbon), freely good conversation, and chasing after the three mugwumps. I am a Christian, I believe that Adam Sandler is perhaps the worst actor since, well, Adam Sandler, that John Elway was a better quarterback than Joe Montana, that nothing on the internet is truly private, that 9 PM on a snowy Sunday night in an airport is the worst place on earth to be, and that you should never eat warm biscuits without honey or good apple butter.
Got a BS/BM (yes, those are the letters, proving that colleges do indeed have a sense of humor) from UOP in 1997, and an AS in Intelligence Collection from Uncle Sugar in 1991 sometime after things cooled down in the sand. Click here to see Dave's courses.